Clearly, the Tunsten's didn't believe in oiling hinges."Good evening, suh," said a voice that sounded like a highly exaggeratedBela Lugosi voice playi...g at being Dracula.Howard stared up at the butler, if butler was indeed what he truly was.He was certainly dressed for the part. However, he was also seven andthree-quarters feet tall if he was an inch. He might have weighed a ton,possibly even more. Calling him ugly - not that Howard would have -might have been more of a compliment than an. "Now, when can you start?" As soon as you need me sir," Damon said, almost giddy with excitement."Good. I need you now. Go out of this office, down the hall and to your right. There is a coffee machine and a food prep area. I have a client coming in any time now and I want to have some fresh drinks and fruit for her, should she need it. If you need any help on how to work the espresso machine, just ask someone. Welcome aboard and please, call me Dean," I said to him."Yes sir, I'll get right on. Acting in perfect coordination, they caressed by body, running their hands down across my belly and between my thighs. Tom started to rub my clit which was already poking out of its hood, and Dick slipped two fingers into my dripping cunt. That was then that I had my first orgasm of many that night, cumming harder than I had for years as almost forgotten sensations swept through my body.Then the fucking began, and oh what amazing fucking. At times they took it in turns to thrust deep into my. Though my wounds were fearsome looking, they were not deep, and my kind heals quickly. At my request she made chicken and broth for me. Over the next week, she asked endless questions regarding me and my kind. Her eyes were wide with wonder as I told her of the history of the old world, its various creatures and kinds, and its magicks. After a fortnight passed, she crept into bed with me after I had fallen into a deep sleep. I woke to find her small hand on the center of my chest, her head.